Good tidings of great joy which shall be to all the people...

I've always daydreamed that our Lord's return to the earth would feature something like this -- angels doing the heavy lifting as far as the singing is concerned.

Remember, the first time it was just a few rag-tag shepherds out in the fields at night, far from anything like the patrons of the food court in a mall, or Macy's shoppers. It's easy to make the case that God likes to do things like this: little previews of what will turn out to be humongous culminations.

I am so looking forward to seeing what the culmination of that scene in the fields near Bethlehem is going to be when Jesus returns.

Curmudgeon on, dear brother. What would the world come to if we lost our good curmudgeons able and willing to make us feel ashamed of our tears?

Old sentimental fool, I am.

With shame,